As I lift my gaze to the sky,
I behold your wings spread out,
and I imagine how ready you were to take off and soar into the clouds.
Your fearlessness and freedom proceed you without a doubt..
The magnificence of your beauty is food for the eye,
And its amazing how you release it to the wind every second that passes by..
Some would say as you go you're getting dry,
but all I see how you courageously let go of yourself as you fly.
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The Voice of My Silence
PoésieThe words that he spat germinated and grew into the tree that overshadowed him What goes around.. From the author: vote and comment if you like what you see
